I split from DH in July and he moved out after I found out about cheating, we have DC who is 6 and has disabilities. I'm struggling so much, the split was out of the blue and I have no idea how to get on with things.
But everyone keeps saying to me how nice it must be to live alone and get all this quiet time when DC isn't here or when they're in bed or at school, but I don't get it. I hate it. I've taken to having Alexas in almost every room to have the radio on because I can't bare the silence. When DC goes to bed or to my ex, I feel so lost. People come round to keep me company but then I dread them leaving. I hate coming home from work to an empty house, going to be alone, waking up alone, eating alone, watching TV alone.
I know it's early days, especially when we were together for 20 years and lived together for 18, but I don't want to be alone. I'm obviously nowhere near ready for another reactionship. But I never wanted to be on my own. I can't take a roommate in with DC. I even tried going to the pub alone and a local weight loss group yesterday, but again, I came home and felt more lonely than ever.
Does anyone just hate living alone? Or does the good come when I'm less of a heartbroken wreck?